Seeing through but not exposing, Xu Fan sat quietly in front of Ye Chongshan, watching him play the role of a grandson.

Xu Fan was very clear about this guy's character.

He merely wanted to delay until his reinforcements arrived to settle accounts with Xu Fan.

Logically, Xu Fan could have slapped him right then to teach him a lesson, but that would have been too bland.

Waiting for his reinforcements to arrive and then letting him experience what desperation feels like, now that was a more interesting way to handle things.

Right then, Xu Fan patiently engaged Ye Chongshan in conversation.

Ye Chongshan, seeing Xu Fan's seemingly unguarded demeanor, couldn't help but feel elated!

This guy, he's still too young!

Little did he dream that, before coming here, I had already tipped off Situ Jing's servant.

Once that Sword-carrying Slave arrives, I'll definitely make him regret his arrogance!

Suppressing the anticipation in his heart, Ye Chongshan answered Xu Fan half-heartedly, playing coy.

Finally, in this nerve-racking process, Ye Chongshan saw a glimmer of hope!

The person who walked into the bar from the main entrance was none other than Situ Jing's attendant, the Sword-carrying Slave.

"Sir! Save me!"

Immediately, Ye Chongshan disregarded everything and dashed toward the Sword-carrying Slave entering the doorway.

"Hmph, Xu, you really are naive, thinking I had conceded earlier?"

Rushing over to the Sword-carrying Slave, Ye Chongshan quickly took refuge behind him.

Earlier, in order to stabilize Xu Fan, he had humbly and obsequiously flattered others. Now that his backer had arrived, Ye Chongshan's face was brimming with triumph.

"Hmph, now that the master is here, how could he allow you to be so presumptuous?"

"Xu, if you don't want to die right now, then obediently slap yourself to return those slaps I endured from you!"

With the backing of the Sword-carrying Slave, Ye Chongshan's spine was exceptionally straight at that moment.

He only thought about how he would retaliate against Xu Fan later, hiding behind someone else, completely unaware that the Sword-carrying Slave's expression at that moment was somewhat peculiar.

This guy, finally back...

With the time for the onset of the Cold Jade Poison rapidly approaching, and no sight of Xu Fan, the Sword-carrying Slave was truly on the verge of tears.

He was still waiting for Xu Fan's antidote to save his life.

Now that he had finally come back from outside, the Sword-carrying Slave looked at Xu Fan and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Luckily, if he had not returned, it would have been impossible to keep this from Situ Jing.

Right away, the Sword-carrying Slave looked back at Ye Chongshan who was hiding behind him.

He was quite aware of the conflict between Ye Chongshan and Xu Fan.

In principle, since he and Situ Jing were on the same side, he should have supported Ye Chongshan.

But the reality?

It was honestly quite laughable. Xu Fan's skills were beyond his match, and moreover, his life was in Xu Fan's hands. How could he possibly stand against him?

His eyes landing on Ye Chongshan, the Sword-carrying Slave stayed silent, mulled it over several times in his heart, and then raised his hand and slapped the other!

A loud slap shattered the pleased expression on Ye Chongshan's face.

"Sir, you?"

If being slapped by Gongsun Qin made some sense as she found him ugly,

why on earth did this guy join in on hitting him as well?

Ye Chongshan felt both pain and innocence.

Why is everyone hitting me, what did I do to deserve this...

"Do you see where you went wrong?"

Seemingly perceiving the confusion in his mind, the Sword-carrying Slave then gravely asked.

"No... I don't know..."

Ye Chongshan clutched his face, pondered a good while, then shook his head.

He truly couldn't figure out where he had gone wrong.

I mean, all I did was say a few words.

Slap.

Out of the blue, the Sword-carrying Slave slapped him again.

This slap carried a vibe of disappointment, the force much stronger, sending Ye Chongshan flying.

"So you tell me, should you be hit or not?"

"I..."

Ye Chongshan almost spewed a mouthful of blood—what the hell was all this.

You can't play me like this, can you?

"Ye Chongshan, you've played the role of the obedient fool for so long, all for the sake of this backer?"

At that moment, Xu Fan, with narrowed eyes, began to tease.

I really didn't expect the Sword-carrying Slave to be this impressive; coming over and without distinction of right or wrong, dished out two big slaps to Ye Chongshan.

Yeah, amazing, I believe Ye Chongshan's hopeful heart was utterly crushed.

"Xu Fan, the teacher hits me, what is it to you?"

"It pleases me! This is his teaching to me!"

Ye Chongshan, with his face swollen, began to act tough, making Xu Fan laugh at the sight of his brazen confidence.

This guy was despicable enough, stronger than him, hitting him counts as teaching...

"Fine, since you enjoy his teachings, now, I'll let him teach you some more."

After saying this, Xu Fan then looked over at the Sword-carrying Slave.

This statement nearly made Ye Chongshan die of laughter.

"Xu Fan, who the hell do you think you are?"

You know, the Sword-carrying Slave is Situ Jing's personal servant; he's here now, not killing Xu Fan is already lucky, and he would listen to Xu Fan, to slap me?

Ha ha ha! That is just absurd...

Before Ye Chongshan could laugh with his head thrown back for more than three seconds, suddenly, a gust of wind howled by his side!

Through the corner of his eye, he saw a large hand swiftly approaching! With a forceful slap, it made intimate contact with Ye Chongshan's cheek!

This slap dazed Ye Chongshan completely...

Even if he was that foolish, he should have realized by now, the Sword-carrying Slave was targeting him all because of Xu Fan's command.

"Teacher, you…"

Ye Chongshan's mood was as miserable as if he had eaten shit.

He looked at the Sword-carrying Slave puzzled, only hoping to hear an explanation.

He was clearly under Situ Jing, yet how could he betray Situ Jing now?

"How does it feel, Ye Chongshan, to be betrayed?"

Watching Ye Chongshan's ever-changing expression, Xu Fan squinted and teased.

"What is despair? Ye Chongshan, the supporter you rely on so much can only beg like a dog with me, that is despair."

Let alone my rapidly advancing Cultivation Level, just the Cold Jade Poison in the Sword-carrying Slave's body is enough to let me order him around.

Knowing his current situation well, the Sword-carrying Slave, hearing Xu Fan's words, showed no resistance.

He simply stood quietly at the side, like a puppet.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chongshan fell into despair.

His greatest support had now become Xu Fan's dog.

Today, I'm probably doomed...

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